Fixing Pearl's Condition [1]

"P-Please no. I am already sorry, and I have already promised that I won't do it again. What should I do? What would be the thing that would make you satisfied?" Long cried out as Lucas gave him an unwelcome hint of intent.

"I only wanted you to know why I don't want r*pists!" Lucas raised his tone, but not in a shouting way.

He created a sword, and in his grasp, he pointed that sword at Long's legs.

"Here's your punishment."

"No! No! No! Aaahhh!!!"

When Lucas thrust the sword into Long's leg, blood started flowing again. Long had squirmed from the intense pain just as Lucas was adding more wounds to his legs, stabbing different places.

Long shouted more. He was in complete despair yet again, as Lucas continued to torment him.

"You are already old. You should've let your dick take a rest." Then, Lucas uttered and stopped stabbing Long's leg, and only looked at him with a stoic face.